Care to our coffin adds a nail, no doubt,And every grin so merry draws one out.
Expostulatory Odes, Ode xv; reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
What rage for fame attends both great and small!Better be damned than mentioned not at all.John Wolcot
No, let the monarch’s bags and others holdThe flattering, mighty, nay, al-mighty gold.John Wolcot
A fellow in a market town,Most musical, cried razors up and down.John Wolcot
The greatest men May ask a foolish question, now and then.John Wolcot
Come, gentle sleep! attend thy votary's prayer, And, though death's image, to my couch repair; How sweet, though lifeless, yet with life to lie, And, without dying, O how sweet to die!John Wolcot
Discord, a sleepless hag who never dies, With Snipe-like nose, and Ferret-glowing eyes, Lean sallow cheeks, long chin with beard supplied, Poor crackling joints, and wither'd parchment hide, As if old Drums, worn out with martial din, Had clubb'd their yellow Heads to form her Skin.John Wolcot
"Very astonishing indeed! strange thing!" (Turning the Dumpling round, rejoined the King), "'Tis most extraordinary, then, all this is; It beats Penetti's conjuring all to pieces; Strange I should never of a Dumpling dream! But, Goody, tell me where, where, where's the Seam?" "Sire, there's no Seam," quoth she; "I never knew That folks did Apple-Dumplings sew." "No!" cried the staring Monarch with a grin; "How, how the devil got the Apple in?"John Wolcot
A Fellow in a market town, Most musical, cried Razors up and down.John Wolcot
Care to our coffin adds a nail, no doubt; And every Grin, so merry, draws one out.John Wolcot
It is money makes the mare to trot.John Wolcot